A40 Farina Club

Love it.

Ooooo, you are awful . . .

Oh dear....Bob 'Ope 'n No 'Ope.....

Brilliant

I once had a girl working with me in the drawing office and a temporary illustrator came for a while. He almost hated the gentler sex and was very unkind towards Rhian. One quiet day when he was drawing in the galleries, the wicked child carefully switched quite a number of keys around on his pooter keyboard! O wot fun that turned out to be!

How'd you mean "she switched the keys around" Keith ?

Quite simple, it appears, Dave. Each key can be gently prised up from its locating peg on the keyboard and fitted somewhere else - with the result that when poor Simon tried typing (one-fingered, not touch-type) the resultant text was utter gibberish. Also meant the sap couldn't log on to his e-mails either. Revenge really is a dish best served cold, it seems!

Luv it. Didn't imagine they could be prised off as easily like that.